Some who see me, see that I'm a rock star. Others see me just by my appearance...or my talent. But one woman, just one, saw past all that. Even when I
dragged her through the fucking dirt she got back up and dusted herself off. Her blue eyes pierced right through me, weakening me. Her voice soothed,
calmed me. She riled me up and got me going, then slammed on the brakes.

Then I fucked everything up...

I hate everything right now, but I really wish I could hate her. It would make things so much fucking easier if I could.

I can't freaking believe this! Me, Sophia Mancini, and my band just got signed with a major recording label! And that's not all. We get to open for Undead
Society on tour! I've always had a thing for their lead singer, Tristan Scott. He's dangerously sexy. Finally meeting him, I soon realize that Tristan is
nothing more than an arrogant, conceited prick! He gets off on making this tour difficult for me as much as possible. But it's so worth putting up with his
arrogance when I feel that high I get when performing. Not even Tristan can take that away from me. He intimidates and excites me all at the same time.
Trying to put up a front that he doesn't affect me, I find that it's getting incredibly harder to pretend. Every time that I'm around him, I feel myself
weakening. He's trying to break me, dominate me, and take me.